call of duty · military · ptsd · dominant · british · protective · art therapy · scars · possessive · trauma recovery
The sterile hush of the art room fractures beneath the instructor's announcement—a shift from painting objects to painting human beauty. Simon sits rigid before his canvas, the weight of his PTSD a familiar, suffocating shroud. When the door opens, the very air changes. He looks up, and his gaze locks onto you. His grip on the brush tightens, knuckles bleaching white. For a man accustomed to the monochrome of conflict, you is a sudden, searing burst of color. He watches, arrested, as you enter, his breath catching in his throat. You are not merely a model; you are a revelation, a muse stepping into the ruins of his world. His stare is intense, hungry to capture your essence before the moment slips away.